Hope's Chance(74)

“Why does it seem like this is really serious all of the sudden?” I asked.

Chance stood up and started pacing around the room. “You are making me nervous Chance. Just spill. I can’t take this weirdness with you.” I reiterated.

“Buffy has this friend named Susan. They did everything together when they were younger, but things changed and they grew apart I guess.”

“Chance you aren’t making any sense. Susan is in Buffy’s wedding. Why are you telling me they grew apart?” I asked.

He put his face into his hands. “Ugh! This is harder than I thought it would be.” He admitted.

“What is? Dammit Chance just tell me.”

“Susan and I had a thing.” He confessed.

I froze. Not because it shocked me that he was with another woman in his past. That was obviously something I knew about, but I was shocked that number one, I didn’t know, and number two; it was Buffy’s so-called best friend. Before I could say anything, Chance interrupted me.

“Hope, Susan and I had a weird kind of relationship. We never were in an exclusive relationship. It was more of a mutual agreement. We would hook up every once in a while, but that is all it was, just a hook up for me.” He explained.

I could hear the words coming out of his mouth, but I just couldn’t believe he was telling me it. I never imagined him being that type of person; the kind that had a f*ck buddy, per se.

“Chance, do you have feelings for her?” I asked.

“No! Of course not Hope, but when things went wrong in Pennsylvania, she was there for me. It only stopped when we moved here. I hadn’t spoke to her in over a month before I met you and I haven’t talked to her since. I swear.”

“I still don’t understand Chance. Are you telling me this because you think she might still want you?” I asked.

He sat down beside me and took my hand into his. His eyes turned to me and I could see the worry in his eyes right away. “I am telling you this because we are hiding our relationship. When Susan gets here, she will just assume I am single. Hope, I can’t tell her about us, unless you want your father to know. I am not saying that I know for sure she would tell, but I know that she would be jealous that I am in love with you. I never loved her. I am just really concerned that things could get awkward while she is here. I just don’t want you to ever doubt how devoted I am to us. I love you.” He confessed.

I wanted to scream or cry, or maybe kill Buffy for having such a crappy friend, but I knew it would just seem like I was being a jealous and immature girlfriend. I wanted Chance to know that I trusted him. It was just so much harder than I assumed it would be. I couldn’t imagine seeing him with another woman. It would tear me apart inside.

I squeezed his hand. “Thanks for telling me Chance. You are right about not telling her. As much as I want everyone to know about us, I can’t do it before the wedding. I don’t want to risk our family going into turmoil, because of something we have been doing behind all of their backs.”

“Hope, I promise you that I have no interest in being with her ever again.”

“Okay, I believe you. Now are you going to take off your pants or do I have to beg?” I said trying to change the subject.

As Chance began to take off his boxers, I thought about how much I hated someone I hadn’t even met yet. He may think that everything was okay, but I was definitely worried.



Chance

I had finally told her about Susan. She didn’t need me to go into any specific details; it would have just made her more upset. I just knew that I had to tell her. Susan was going to come here and assume I was free to hook up with, and I had no way of telling her anything different.

She was a free spirited girl who did not like taking no for an answer. That mixed with the simple fact that we already had history together was a bad thing. The first thing she was going to want to do was get me alone.

I dropped my boxers and climbed into bed with Hope, who was already removing her clothes. I loved the way that her sweat suit fit her body, but when she took it off, I liked her new appearance even better.

I pulled Hope on top of me and all of my current worries went away. She had that effect on me. The way her hands touched me, or the way her body connected with mine, made every other sexual partner weak in comparison.

I had never kissed someone and felt the passion that I did with Hope. She had this electrifying demeanor with everything she set out to do. She left me in awe and I always craved being near her. Hope had given me a second chance, and I would never want to be with anyone else again.

I lay next to her and stroked her hair. “I love you so much. Do you know that?”

Hope giggled. “Of course I do you big dummy. Why do you think I am laying here naked in your bed?”

I traced my fingers across her lips. “I just don’t want you to ever forget what you mean to me. Without you, my life would be meaningless. You make me want to be a better person.”

“Chance, I love you too, and I promise you that I won’t forget, but I can’t lay here and not want to touch every inch of your body. Now would you please make love to me, before I burst?”

“Burst? Hell yeah! I wouldn’t want you bursting.” I joked.

For the next half hour, I kissed every inch of Hope’s body. I started slowly below her knees and then worked my way up to her neck. When I got to her most tender spots, I took my time and used my tongue to savor her sweet scent.